Granted

Ya’ll,

Living in America still overwhelms me, after living on an island in the middle of somewhere for a year. We’ve been back for a few months, now, and I still find myself just staring at all the stuff in the grocery stores; the milk, ALL THE CHEESE, the drinks, THE CEREAL, the snacks. Will and I made loaded potato soup today, and we used two entire blocks of cheese. He was worried about using it all, and then we both remembered that there are shelves constantly stocked with cheese at any grocery store. The things you take for granted. CHEESE.

We’ve been sick as stink. MS weather in the winter cannot get it together. Seventy degrees one day, 5 degrees the next day. Actually 32 degrees, but seriously… at that point, it’s 5 degrees. I’m from MS. We don’t know how to do freezing degrees. Period. Ever. At. All. The milk, bread, and alcohol are depleted… because what else are we going to do but eat bread and drink? Bless.

Will is amazing, ya’ll. I don’t praise him enough.  I really don’t. He’s the man of my dreams, and I would follow him to the ends of the earth. If ya’ll have seen the show Outlander, which is actually also a book series, and if you’ve not read any of it, you’re seriously missing out and you need to fix your priorities. Seriously. Get with it. Anyways, Will is the man we women dream of when we read books. True story.

Marriage is hard. But not hard. All at the same time. Which is, in fact, possible. The things that come with marriage; joined finances, buying houses, raising dogs, moving to another country, refiguring out life all the time, and communicating throughout it all, those things are hard. Living out life with the person the Lord created to be your helpmate is a serious miracle. A miracle I try not to take for granted. It makes life easier. Brighter. Lighter. Where the other is, is indeed home. We’ve learned a lot these past 3 1/2 years of marriage. A. LOT. Like one gets really grumpy in the mornings if there’s no coffee and everyone is loud and asks a gazillion questions, and one does NOT understand that making the bed before you get in it each night is important and makes you sleep better. I mean… duh.

We’ve been super hunkered down the past few months, deciding what’s next. TALKING about what’s coming, and where we’re going. All while living out this season of pause and reconnection and thankfulness of what we missed while we were gone. The Lord guides us forward and onward. Good things are coming this year. It’s holy, and lovely. Hope and faith and joy in what’s to come is holy. The Lord reminds us to take nothing for granted, for you never know when life will change.

Till next time!

Forward

Ya’ll,

Life is… I have no words to describe what life is. There are too many words that could fit the job as a descriptor. You know how the Lord puts people, places, and opportunities at your feet and you can either acknowledge them and melt into His provisions, or you could stress out and dread making one more choice, one more decision, so you just freeze and do nothing? I have been frozen. For a month. I’m finally coming out of it. Now we move forward. I come back to life. Like trees and flowers in the Spring time. But it’s FALL and THERE ARE PUMPKINS EVERYWHERE. So, an even better time to wake up from a hazy, frozen soul sleep.

Let me tell ya’ll a little story. Will’s momma and I were not initially the kindest of people towards each other. It is really hard learning new roles of life. I have no doubt it was hard to learn that Will was going to be moving forward and leaning on his wife instead of his mom. It was hard for me to learn that it was ok to let down my guard once the Lord began healing our broken relationship. Now, we’re moving forward. We’re moving into a truly divinely sweet relationship; one of grace, forgiveness, laughter, and adventure. I could not be more thankful that we can smile and giggle and give each other looks when someone else is talking… our husbands… and know exactly what the other thinks. It’s SO fun, ya’ll.

My Mother-in-Law has had a rollercoaster life. She’s strong; she’s always up for adventure and new things; she’s silly and just wants to be loved. I’m honored she is letting me come into her life, her heart, her home, and her secrets.

She was a nurse. She cares for her husband. She aches for the moments they get to share and love on each other. They’ve been through a lot, too. The Lord has worked and moved mountains in their marriage, their words, their thoughts, and their times spent together, and apart. I am honored I get to watch them grow in His love and goodness and blessings and promises. Moving forward. It is what we have to do in this life, right? Moving forward… not letting ourselves become frozen humans because our focus is not where it should be?

My Mother-in-Law has started a fun business. A business that allows her true passions and loves to shine, through the way she spends her time. She’s no longer stuck behind a desk, or running around like mad for someone else. She’s prioritizing her time. She gets to spend quality time with those she loves, instead of only being able to give the leftovers of her time and emotions. Her joy radiates. I’m honored I get to be a part of it.

Her business provides time. Time for others to laugh, smile, to breathe, and to relax. Folks get to be creative, and silly, and meet new people. Her business is KimmieB and Me. Visit her on Facebook. She would LOVE to meet with you, visit with you, over paint and coffee. We bond with coffee, too. Coffee is the magic of life. Amen?

Forward. What a key word to life. A frozen heart, mind, and soul are not what God promises. He promises joy in the midst of suffering, direction in times of question, and comfort in times of need. Though God promises a difficult life when we follow His ways, His path for our lives, what other choice do we really have? I love Will so much… I followed him to an island in the middle of nowhere; sold everything, left everyone. To move forward. Forward in our hopes, dreams, and callings. If we love the Lord as much as, even more so than, we love those we call family, friends, our people… shouldn’t we move forward just as easily with Him to forward His hopes, dreams, and callings for our lives?

I’m preaching to myself right now, ya’ll. Trust me. It’s been a difficult month; we’ve made more decisions, had more questions, and more late night giggles this month than we have had in a VERY long time. But the Lord is working. He’s always working things out for the good of those who love Him. Move. Forward. Yes, Jesus, I get it. Thank you.

Till next time!